Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 8

Grace had underestimated the acceleration of the electric scooter. The moment she twisted the throttle, it lurched forward and crashed straight into someone's car.

She tumbled to the ground and scraped her knee. The sharp sting made her frown.

The car's owner stormed out furiously. "Do you even know how to ride? Are you in

a hurry to die or something? Damn my luck. This is a new car I just picked up from

the dealership, for goodness sake! You better pay for the damages."

Grace glanced at the car emblem and realized it was a Maserati.

Just great. There was no way her ten thousand dollars would cover this.

A crowd quickly gathered, eager to see who had the misfortune of crashing into a luxury car.

The man grabbed her sleeve. "Pay up, woman, or I'm calling the police!"

Grace adjusted her stance to alleviate the pain in her leg. "Is ten thousand dollars enough?"

The man thought he was hearing things, and his face immediately flushed with anger. "Do you take me for a beggar or something?"

at Ethan's intersection

the air around him turned colder

to step on the gas pedal, Ethan spoke up. "Go settle it." Tim's grip on the steering wheel tightened immediately. He had the urge

was high, and Grace's forehead was already covered in

who to call for help

man spoke in a professional tone. "Call the traffic police first. How much is it? I'll cover

he noticed that Tim had stepped out of a limited edition luxury car that was worth tens of millions,

like this in Druville, and he

wanting to wait for the police, he quickly said, "A hundred thousand dollars. You

turned to

wore casual sportswear today, emphasizing her

mark on the tip of her nose added a touch of warmth to her otherwise cool

have the money

car, feeling

her off.

was a picture of impatience, clearly uninterested in talking to her

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